A loud buzzing greets us as we enter from the bright sunlight into Giannis' dim lit barn. "The bees won't harm you - they only sting bad people," he tells me. Dipping a spoon into a large earthenware crock-pot he gives me a spoonful of honey to taste. Rich and golden, it oozes with the fragrance of thyme and origano herbs that nourish like weeds on the surrounding mountains.
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